HAVE A YOUNG SVERRE NEPOTISM HIRE (infatuated with boytoy extraordinaire-)

| -> ( ... ) lightly spicy.

meet me in the bathroom in five minutes.

shhh, they'll hear you.

i'm serious - right here, right now.

i needed a distraction, and here you are.

keep reading, don't let me distract you.

can i touch you here ?

i have five minutes, let's make this quick.

you seem to know what you're doing.

oh, we've barely just started.

i won't break, don't be afraid.

can't we just sneak off ? no one will notice.

i'm getting under you to get over someone else. is that okay ?

did you start without me ?

[ in the shower / tub / pool ] are you gonna join me or not ?

you're the one who told me to let off some steam.

you have no idea how long i've wanted this.

looks like it's just us here ... privacy at last.

can we come up with a safe word before continuing ?

you're so beautiful, [ name ].

take these off.

you take them off for me.

wait ... won't they hear us ?

don't get sappy on me, it's just sex.

can we try something new tonight ?

i skipped underwear, just for you.

if you tear that, you're paying for it.

i've missed this so much.

you just want me to do all the work ... it's kinda hot.

you don't have to hide anything from me.

tell me you love me ... i won't hold you to it, just say it.

you know what i'm waiting for.

is this the [ piece / lingerie ] i picked out for you ?

feeling risky ?

your scars don't make me see you any differently.

take me to the sofa, i can't make it to the bed.

i want this. i want you.

i don't know how i ever lived without this. without you.

i could never share you with anyone else.

do you want to come in ? i was gonna take a shower ...

i want to forget. just help me forget.

is this okay ? [ ... ] tell me if that changes, alright ?

you can pretend i'm [ name ], if that helps.

let's make this last ... i want you to remember tonight.

this doesn't have to mean anything.

i want to hear you say it.

do you trust me with this ?

let me take care of you.

right here on the counter ? naughty ...

i want to paint that pretty neck plum with hickeys.

someone's feeling bold tonight.

don't worry, i'll buy you another one.

you turn me on so easily --

say please.

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you're doing so well for me , [ name ].

i thought i told you to [ wait / stay still ].

choke me . i promise i'll be fine .

i'm so fucking [ wet / hard ] for you.

fuck ... that's amazing , right there ...

i'm all yours ... fuck- all yours–

touch yourself for me.

can you come from just this ?

ah-- you're going to leave a mark.

do you want to taste yourself ?

please, [ name ] - i want to come.

do you have any idea how good you taste ?

you look so fucking good down there.

show me where it feels good, [ ... ] right there ?

faster ... fuck, i'm so close.

please, please, plea-

if you don't quiet down, everyone out there will know what we're doing.

say you're mine. shout it so everyone knows what we're doing in here.

don't stop, fuck, please don't stop-

i won't stop until you've come so hard your legs shake.

get on your knees for me, baby.

are you getting close ? i'm almost there–

fuck me like you hate me. pretend if you have to.

fuck me like you love me. pretend if you have to.

i love the sounds you make ... i can't get enough.

get yourself off ... i love watching you.

come for me. now.

grab your [ toy ], i'm about to rock your world.

please touch me. please, i'll do anything.

look how pretty you are when you're about to come.

we shouldn't ... ah, we shouldn't be doing this.

fuck, [ name ], i'm coming ... fuck-

tell me how badly you need [ it / me ].

you feel so fucking good.

His attention drifts back to them as they answer, friendly voice keeping the conversation light enough. They were a student, likely entangled within one of the partner corps. Interesting.

He was thinking up a way to answer until they speak again, the question innocent. He could guide their interest elsewhere. He could lie. For whatever reason, Vaughn opts for the truth. In whichever way he could tell it. He catches their gaze again, imploring them silently to understand.

"Ah... Ehm."

He flounders and he's unsure why. His eyes slip from theirs.

"So.. funny story actually. I'm not the one who's doing the work. I merely accompany.. whomever it is who wants company. You know how these things get.. "

It would make sense. Events could be an hours-long slog, and even with their mother as company they’d been elated to find him for more comfortable conversation.

"Work in, pay for, sell other people's labour for.. all that."

He can sense their interest in what he was implying. He could also sense apprehension, to some extent.

"Don't worry. NDAs are standard, I can't go blabbing about your hard work to just anyone.."

Another drag of his cig fuels the hazy feeling, making the conversation more pleasant somehow. Still, he doesn't know how they're gonna react to him. To why he's here. He's tried to hide it from someone before and it was a disaster. He's drunk enough now he thinks he'd be able to laugh off a bad reaction.

"All the fuckin' time, yes," he answers simply, eyes trailing back to the view.

"They can get a little old, so it's a good thing I'm being paid for it," he continues with a mirthless little smirk. Testing the waters, maybe. Waiting for their gaze to turn hard.

They nod knowingly at his commentary. So he’s here for work, just like them and their mother. They wonder if he’s here with a parent too; his wording would surely be different had he been with a date.

“Work too, yes. But I’m also a student,” they let out a small laugh, weight shifting with another rub of their arm, “just started working on one of the projects, and doing my studies on the side.” Tired eyes glance away with a murmur, “it’s honestly been a bit much.”

His attention drifts back to them as they answer, friendly voice keeping the conversation light enough. They were a student, likely entangled within one of the partner corps. Interesting.

He was thinking up a way to answer until they speak again, the question innocent. He could guide their interest elsewhere. He could lie. For whatever reason, Vaughn opts for the truth. In whichever way he could tell it. He catches their gaze again, imploring them silently to understand.

"Ah... Ehm."

He flounders and he's unsure why. His eyes slip from theirs.

"So.. funny story actually. I'm not the one who's doing the work. I merely accompany.. whomever it is who wants company. You know how these things get.. "